Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 233 Aren’t You Coming to See Me? (25)

When Lin Yuan was planning the "Soul of Heaven" enlightenment competition, Wang Jiu was reading the news.

The trial is almost coming to an end, and other instructors have already achieved some results and have written down their experiences.

[We are currently conducting trials in the Puppet Sect. The disciples have improved some applications of the puppet mechas. We have reached a cooperation with Shennong Valley. Preliminary calculations show that we can make a profit of 1,100 spirit stones this month. Here are the experience points, click to view.]

[Although Baicaomen is a small sect, the medicinal herbs in it are of high medicinal value, but the transportation is inconvenient. The disciples built a road nearby to make it accessible to the outside world. Preliminary calculations show that it can make a profit of 1,500 spiritual stones this month.]

[Baichuanmen is on the sea, and the fishery here is rich, but the sales are not good. The disciples have improved the freezing technique, so that the fish here can be preserved for a longer time and taste better. Preliminary calculations show that the profit for this month is 2,100 Lingshi. ]

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After carefully reading each experience, Wang Jiu suddenly sighed.

Li Zimo, who was standing by, put down the pen in his hand and asked with concern: "Wang Jiu, what's wrong?"

"Looking at other people's trial experiences, I feel a little depressed. This trial is a trial for the Wanfa Sect, and the main measurement standard is spirit stones, which is used to verify the disciples' ability to connect theory with practice. Now everyone else has gained something, but the Danqing Sect... Sigh."

Li Zimo drank tea and knew what Wang Jiu was worried about.

The disciples who went to other small sects have already started to practice and quickly analyzed the characteristics of the local sects, and then made plans based on these characteristics and made money afterwards.

The amount of profit will be calculated by the monks of the Jingxin Sect, and the spirit stones that the corresponding sect should receive every month will be deducted during the calculation. The subsequent growth will be the result of the efforts of the disciples of the Wanfa Sect.

Because of the Jingxin Sect's divine light, this data source is very accurate and there is no need to worry about the possibility of fraud.

Currently the lowest is about 700 spirit stones, and the highest has reached 3,100. The average is 1,000 spirit stones, which is a pretty good result.

Judging from this result, the disciples of Wanfa Sect this year are indeed very outstanding.

But after coming here, Lin Yuan and others, who were supposed to report progress and propose plans every day, seemed to have forgotten about this and were acting mysterious every day.

During the trial, the instructor would only help the disciples solve problems, would not propose solutions, and would not interfere with their plans. This resulted in Wang Jiu having no idea what these disciples were doing these days.

Seeing Wang Jiu's sad face, Li Zimo said, "If you really don't trust their words, let's use the Jingxin Sect's magic to take a look."

"No, the rules are the rules. We can't just check them casually." Wang Jiu sighed, "But I still want to know what they are doing."

After taking another sip of tea, Li Zimo felt that Wang Jiu was quite twisted.

But he was also very curious about what Lin Yuan and the others were doing, and wondered if they were planning something serious.

But the more important question recently is that Fangwai hasn’t released a new game for a long time. Has the other party forgotten me?

Thinking of this, Li Zimo also sighed and became melancholy.

Just as the two of them were sighing, Mo Chi suddenly came in from outside and said in surprise, "Everyone, the Immortal Master of Qiming Sect suddenly wants to come over to discuss cooperation with me. Do you know what's going on?"

"Is it an investment?" Li Zimo asked doubtfully, "Qiming Sect is a very wealthy sect, but didn't they always ignore us before? Why do they suddenly want to cooperate with us?"

Mo Chi looked at the letter in his hand in confusion: "I don't know either. He suddenly wrote to me today, saying that he wanted to come to discuss the competition."

Wang Jiu was also confused: "Big competition? What are the Qiming Sect and Danqing Sect competing for? Are they competing to see who draws the most beautiful dice?"

"I don't know, but the other party will be here soon, let's receive him."

Taking the letter from Mo Chi, Wang Jiu discovered that it was an official letter, indicating that the other party attached great importance to this negotiation.

Moreover, the other party's wording was very polite, even with a hint of flattery and humility, which surprised Wang Jiu greatly.

After all, Li Zimo had told him that the Qiming Sect next door was very rich, and a disciple could stumble upon a spiritual stone mine, and could encounter an ancient cave when going out for a walk. Moreover, there were many gambling houses within the Qiming Sect, and behind each gambling house was the Qiming Sect, whose annual income was an astronomical figure, and it was a well-known and upright taxpayer.

It’s just that they didn’t care much about anything other than gambling. Mo Chi tried several times to get sponsorship from them, but unfortunately he failed every time.

After the three of them discussed to no avail, they could only clean up the environment here first, make the sect hall cleaner and more comfortable, and then began to wait quietly for the immortal master of Qimingmen.

An hour later, a huge dice flew up from the direction of Qimingmen, and raised thick smoke and dust when it landed.

After seeing this dice, Wang Jiu had a new understanding of the extravagance of Qimingmen.

The entire dice is made of spirit stone. Its emerald green appearance exudes the light of money. It is rare to find such a huge spirit stone.

In addition to the points on each side of the dice, there are also a large number of complex lucky charms. Each lucky charm has been designed by a skilled craftsman, making the entire dice look like a work of art.

When Mo Chi saw the dice, his eyes widened.

After appreciating it carefully for a long time, he murmured to himself: "Beautiful, so beautiful."

"Mr. Mo really knows how to appreciate things! Others say our magic weapons are too nouveau riche, it must be because they don't know how to appreciate them."

One side of the dice was opened, and a middle-aged man walked down step by step, playing with the jade dice in his hand.

Compared with the dice that are like works of art, the middle-aged man's clothes are a bit vulgar.

He was not very tall, his face was full of fat, and he was wearing a red and black robe, which was also covered with luck charms.

Looking back at the open side of the dice, he clapped his hands excitedly, and then said to the two foundation-building monks next to him: "I said the open side is six, if you don't believe me, take the money."

Taking ten spirit stones from the two people who were sighing, the man cupped his hands and said, "My last name is Qian Kuan, and I am the immortal master of Qiming Sect. I have met the leader of Danqing Sect, Immortal Master Li, and Wang Jiu."

Mo Chi and others also immediately saluted and invited the other party into the hall.

Qian Kuan had been smiling all the way, but he was obviously stunned when he saw the main hall.

After sitting down, he looked around and continued with a smile: "Danqing Sect is very frugal. Even though they have made so much money, the sect's main hall is still so simple. However, the main hall is the face of a sect, so it is better to plan it carefully. If you don't mind, we in Qiming Sect have our own engineers who can help you build it."

"Master Qian, you are joking." Mo Chi smiled bitterly and poured a cup of tea for him. "We in Danqing Sect are struggling. We are almost out of money to buy famous paintings. Where can we get the money to repair the hall?"

"Ok?"

"Ok?"

The two looked at each other in confusion for a moment, and then Qian Kuan asked in confusion: "Um, Master Mo, let me ask, was "Soul of Heaven" made by your Danqing Sect?"

"I know that game, but it has nothing to do with our Danqing Sect."

"Who is Qingke then?"

"Who is that?"

Just when the group was confused about the situation, Shuyun, riding Ding Dazhuang, rushed in and shouted anxiously, "Sorry, I wrote the wrong address! Sorry, we are Qingke, Master Qian, you must have been waiting for a long time."

Looking at the two people rushing in, Mo Chi was numb.

So, weren't you here to find me?

(End of this chapter)